Just one knife, Wang Yun felt wrong.

The new thief looked indifferent, and he looked like a veteran, and he was skilled in swordsmanship and powerful.

After just a short fight, Wang Yun was stabbed.

He twisted his body desperately, avoiding a stabbing, but seeing that the twenty or so people formed a front arrow array to attack, he couldn't help but shouted in despair: "It's the elite of the aristocratic family!"

The black-faced man smiled and said: "Is this thinking how many people can get away and report back? Wishful thinking, surround and kill them!"

The thieves swarmed up.

Da da da!

Da da da!

Da da da!

The sound of hooves came from the right.

The black-faced man turned his head to look, but this place was in a wide area, and he couldn't see the road on the right.

The man beside him ran over and tiptoed to look.

His movements froze.

At the corner ahead, Yiqi suddenly turned out.

The horse is majestic, and when turning, the whole body is exerting force, and the muscles are tense...

The horse panted and raised its head.

The knight on horseback looked up.

Those eyes were indifferent, and then smiled slightly.

The man fell to the ground.

The black-faced man smiled and said, "Stand firm."

He said and sprinted forward.

The two sides that were fighting stopped for a moment and looked to the side.

Choke!

The knight draws his sword!

The horse rushed out.

Then a war horse rushed out at the corner behind him, and the knight on the horse was unbelievably majestic.

Someone was screaming, it was the convoy sergeant.

"It's Zhao Guogong!"

boom!

The atmosphere exploded in an instant.

"It's Zhao Guogong!"

The thieves lost their minds for a moment.

The black-faced man rushed forward, staring blankly at Jia Pingan who rushed forward.

"Why is he here?"

When Jia Ping annihilated the Khitan last time, he came back by sea in a circle, and he landed in Dengzhou.

So many of those sergeants have seen him.

"kill!"

The thieves frantically rushed over.

The not-so-wide road was crowded with people, and Jia Pingan rushed over on his horse, and those people kept falling to both sides, as if they were cutting through the waves.

"Stop him!"

The black-faced man looked livid, "Fire the arrow, shoot the arrow!"

Wang Yun shouted: "Quick, attack! The whole army attacks!"

The remaining hundred or so sergeants rushed out, disturbing the thieves immediately.

The black-faced man stomped, "Kill him!"

Jia Pingan rode his horse towards him.

Behind him, Li Jingye led the others into the middle of the thieves.

The black-faced man turned and ran.

Panting, he ran into the woods, and when he looked back, Jia Ping'an's war horse followed in easily.

Riding a horse in the sparse woods is very pleasant, and Jia Pingan even took a look at the scenery when he had time.

"Come on, meet me!"

Two riders came out from the depths of the forest, they were the attendants of the black-faced man, and they were the most skilled.

The black-faced man was ecstatic, "Kill him!"

Killing Jia Ping'an can make the emperor, especially the queen, heartbroken.

Moreover, Jia Ping'an was killed, and the next generation of Datang will lack handsome talents!

"kill him!"

The black-faced man yelled.

Jia Ping stepped forward immediately.

The two sides rode horses to hedge.

The opponent struck Jia Ping'an's neck like lightning.

The black-faced man stopped and turned around, clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "Death!"

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